"Oh? If Elder Yuan has something to say, just say it. This Daoist is quite busy!"
Li Qingyun did not even raise his eyes. Looking utterly at ease, he leisurely sipped the spirit tea in his cup.
This little scene was nothing to this Daoist!
As for Yuan Changkong, he was merely an ordinary Hua Xuan Realm perfection cultivator. What right did he have to put on airs before this Daoist and play these psychological pressure games?
Yuan Changkong exchanged glances with the other clan elders. Seeing that they could not probe out anything "suspicious," he gave a dry laugh and said, "This matter naturally concerns your father, Li Xuankun!"
"The grievances between him and the Yuan Clan—you should know something of them as well. Of course, he is he, and you are you..."
"Tonight, he suddenly appeared near Lingping Heaven and even injured two clan elders. The three of us have come to seek an explanation for the clan. Did Li Xuankun have any contact with you tonight?"
The moment his words fell, the gazes of Yuan Changkong and the other two turned sharp, fixing themselves upon Li Qingyun in unison.
Their posture made it clear that if a single word displeased them, they intended to seize even an invincible Quasi-Saint seedling on the spot.
"Hmm? What do you three mean by this?"
Li Qingyun's handsome face cooled slightly, a trace of displeasure surfacing as he heavily set down his teacup.
Clink! The teacup struck the jade table with a crisp sound.
Yet with that strike, an invisible Dao might roared back toward Yuan Changkong and the other two with a hum.
The expressions of the three changed slightly. They each snorted and dazzling divine radiance lit up around them.
In such a setting, they were three great clan